Xu Huai, a low-level Taoist priest, earns a living by reading palms and telling fortunes for others, caring for three lion cats at home, and claiming to possess the ability to see the will of heaven, comprehend feng shui, and exorcise evil spirits.

One day, a strange young man came to his stall.

“Boss, give me a reading.”

Xu Huai didn’t even look up: “What do you want to know?”

The young man: “Marriage.”

Xu Huai raised his hand to hold the man’s wrist, preparing to read his palm, but in the next second, his pupils shrank, and he cursed inwardly.

Damn it, ghosts!

He saw ghosts floating in the sky, crawling on the ground, and hanging from bridges; he saw them all.

Before he could figure out what was going on, the man said:

“By the way, boss, there’s an evil ghost in my house. Can you help me deal with it?”

Xu Huai hesitated; this man definitely had a problem.

But with a ding, a text message on his phone notified him that a large deposit had been credited to his account.

Xu Huai’s eyes hardened: “Brother, if I can’t catch it, I’ll give myself to you as compensation.”

The strange young man’s ability to see ghosts enabled Xu Huai to amass a fortune on the path of exorcism, but Xu Huai could never locate the one in the young man’s house.

One time during a commission, he fell into danger, and the young man tore apart the evil ghost that almost gnawed his head off with his bare hands, and pinned it in the corner of an ancient temple surrounded by thousands of evil spirits with his blood-stained hands.

The young man’s tone was more terrifying than the evil spirits outside:

“Can’t catch the ghost? Then, when will the boss give himself to me as compensation?”

Well, I’m screwed.

Xu Huai closed his eyes in despair.

Now, he discovered that this young man was the evil ghost.

This bastard has been after him from the very beginning.